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Wow! What are you growing?

Oddly enough, I've become addicted to McDonald's McCafe medium roast. And I make it strong!

I'm struggling to tell the difference.

Your daily dose of Nat Geo.

No, that's Tator Tot (Tator). Also a 40 lb. preemie/subsequent orphan. Pipsqueak (Squeaker) was born in 2011 during an ice storm, orphaned at 8 weeks. Both cows died of hardware:unsure:

Hit it and quit it! Pipsqueak will still be one of the first to calve next year at 14 years old. And she was a 40 lb. preemie/subsequent orphan!

Yes! And marketing.😁

Dang it, I feel your pain! I had a new heifer bull all of 3 weeks and he was struck by lightning (had the vet post him - in through the shoulder, out the foot). He was my fave of the 2 I bought and it felt like a gut punch. I called the breeder to see if he had another bull and he did, but...

She actually graduated with an MBA and works in marketing at Creekstone. I don't get all the piercings and tattoos, but I was raised in a different era.

Couple pics of my savage beasts during a recent Creekstone Farms Premium Beef tour. The group was from US Meat Export Federation and Agri Foods & Feed.

Like coyotes around here. As long as they have enough to eat, they leave the calves alone.

He really isn't. Just perfectly content to hang out at the workshop & barn. That's a friend's feed truck and I have no clue why he decided to check out the cake feeder.

Does it make you a little nervous, having those bears so close to the herd? Or do they leave them alone?

I should have clarified he only does that with the seatbelt in the Man Truck around the ranch. On the flip side, I was t-boned by a driver that ran a red light when I was 16 and the only thing that saved me was the fact I wasn't wearing a seatbelt. The driver side door was pushed in past the...

Mr TC just keeps his seatbelt latched and sits on it. Pretty much the same with our Polaris Rangers. They have a governor unless you buckle the seat belt, so we keep 'em latched and the straps shoved behind the seats. Problem solved.

Found that out later. Her name was Phyllis and one of my friends kept her in his room at the frat house (in a giant tank). She got a little testy and tried to bite him, so he ended up donating her to the Sedgwick County Zoo. But in our defense, we were 19 and invincible ;)

Hot rollers and Aqua Net have been retired! Ponytail or braid almost always. And a baseball hat.

Alcohol at a frat party helps ;)